Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry.
The poems are limited to 3 lines and 17 syllables.

5 on the first line,
7 on the second line,
and 5 on the third.

I try to write one Haiku everyday.
Most days I fail, but some days inspiration strikes.
Sometimes it gushes for days at a time.
You can never tell when something will touch your heart.

Thanks for spending a moment reading
Haiku from the Heart.

I hope you'll be back to read my words.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Stomp Dance

Stomp. Crunch. Time is short.
Once snow falls, they stop running.
Not so fun. Crunch. Stomp.

Momentary Lapse

Stomp. Crunch. They scatter.
Running from my childlike glee.
Brown fall leaves. Crunch. Stomp.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Infinite Desires

Cold ice melt trickles.
Heavy rain, carried for miles.
The ocean wants more.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Empty Nest

Fall. The fruit are picked.
And gone. Trees shed "tears" in grief.
Stand barren, forlorn.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

What's The Rush?

So much to time to reach.
Still I am speeding there, like
a river to sea.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Before Dark

The sun goes home by
eve as Summer Falls into
the long dark Winter.

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Slow Down. Yes Mom.

Heavy winter snow.
Everything slows to adjust.
Nature's life lesson.